Chapter 261: Unparalleled combat (1/2)
When the sky shook, a huge palm print appeared, and the palm print was black and inky. It was more than a dozen meters in size, covering the high platform and flowing a terrible atmosphere.
”This is a broken palm.”
”Wu Zong's famous attack and killing technique.”
Everyone exclaimed, never imagined that Wuyuan’s first hit would hit a trick of attack and kill, and the power was absolutely extinct. Obviously, there was full confidence to destroy the purple.
”What do you fight with me, let's die.” Wu Yuan's eyes flashed in the cold, and as the mind moved, the top of the head fell, the dark palm prints fell, and the horrible breath.
This is Wu Zong's technique of attacking and killing. It is extremely powerful. Even Mo Lao has appreciated it. At this moment, Wuyuan's display and the power of palm print are naturally strong, and he is the strongest of all the broken palms he has seen.
The killings came over the scene, sweeping the entire battle platform, the battle table was shaking, and the palm prints fell toward the top of the purple skull.
Wuyuan's strength is very strong, and the realm is much higher than himself. Ziyan does not dare to care about it. His whole body is golden, and Jinguang is even more like a golden water. The thorny people can't open their eyes.
”Hey.”
The palm prints fell, the purple eyes clenched their hands, the golden blood was surging, and the whole person went up against the sky, like a golden light, rushed up.
”boom.”
The dull explosion appeared, the enchanting battle kicked off, and the purple scorpion shattered the palm print with a punch.
The boundless energy spread, raging the entire battle platform, Zi Yan stood on the battle platform, black hair danced, unscathed, let the clothes be blown by energy, hunting, dancing, scorpion cold, ruthless, staring at Wuyuan,
”This is your strong blow, but it is not the case.” The purple singer snorted, and the road was surrounded by the body.
The strength of the two sides is very different. The purple scorpion can block the blow of Wuyuan, and it also makes everyone on the stone platform shake.
”This little guy is not weak, and his combat power is very strong.” Wang Zhenwei hangs on his face and is very optimistic about the sable.
”The previous blow was just a temptation. The strength difference is too much. Within the 20th move of Wuyuan, he is capable of scolding him.” Wu Zongqiang is from the channel.
Wu Yuan’s body is full of terrible breath. He has gone a long way in the real world and mastered several techniques of attacking and killing.
The killing is boundless, the boundless pressure appears, sweeping toward the purple scorpion,
”Kid, you are fighting in the second day of your district, how to fight with me, just just a temptation.” Wuyuan cold, very disdain, the cold light in the scorpion is flashing,
”What's wrong with the double heaven, never look down on the strength of the enchanting, because the enchanting shows the fighting power, not the realm.” The purple scorpion responded indifferently, the golden light of the whole body, the boundless golden light, blocking the pressure.
”Go to death.” The pressure came, with a terrible breath, rolling an energy, and going to the purple scorpion. This time, although there is no use of combat skills, it is obviously more terrible, far better than the previous strike.
This is a blow made by pure power. Wuyuan should use the advantages of the realm to crush the purple scorpion and defeat the purple scorpion.
”Peng.”
The purple scorpion punches and drives a large piece of golden light, like a heavy hammer striking, making a dull sound, and the entire high platform is shaken, instantly annihilating this energy.
The attack of the two men was strong and terrible. The entire high platform was shaking. If it was not intentionally added when it was built, I am afraid it would have been broken.
“Hey.” “Hey.”
The two were like a light, rushing to the other side. At this moment, they chose to take the initiative to attack.
The two rays are constantly glued, constantly attacking, and the energy collision of the sound continues to sound, like a thunder in the air, deafening,
”boom.”
The violent energy swept the high platform, and the scent of destruction was tumbling. With the move of one stroke, the whole high platform was shaking.
The two were like lightning, and they played against each other more than ten times in a blink of an eye, and they burst into a fluffy sound like a thunder,
Below, everyone looked up and stared at the two people in the field. Compared to the previous genius battle, this enchanting battle can be described as a lot of wonderful. Just a fight, there is a terrible breath.
”I don't know who is so determined, and the 20 strokes of Wuyuan won.” The two sides played against each other in a blink of an eye, the strongest of the Liu family, the yin and yang smirk,
”Wuyuan just did not do its best. Within 50 strokes, Zixiao will die.” Wu Zongqiang is cold,
”Yes, the strength of Wuyuan is obviously better than that of killing Ziyan. It is only a matter of time. I want to come to Ziyan who has been at large. Wuyuan is very angry. At this moment, I want to play more and play each other for a while.” Li Jiaqiang is also attached.
They have contradictions with the sable, and naturally they will not go to the sable.
”boom.”
The high platform is shaking, and the two people are playing faster and faster. Many monks can only see two lights, but they can't see the specific hand-to-hand movements. In this explosion, there have been more than a hundred strokes, and they still have no wins and losses.
Wu Zongqiang, no longer speaks, but it can be seen that his face is very unsightly. As for the royal air that was spoken for Wuyuan before, it is also silent.
The entire high platform was filled with the horror of the horror, the terrible atmosphere continued to sway, and the vast golden light swayed.
”Broken.”
Wu Yuan screamed, his robes danced, and he danced indiscriminately. He couldn't take the purple scorpion for a long time. He shot the real fire. He saw his hand in the print, and the brilliance flashed between the fingers. A huge blade appeared. Ten meters,
The blade is black, and the whole body is rolling around with magical spirit. With a terrible breath, the space begins to tremble and there is a road.
A chill is filled with the battle platform. This is another martial art of Wu Zong, and its power is also very strong.
”Qingfeng 斩.”
In the eyes of the purple eyes, the cold light flickers, and the same is not to be outdone. The golden light jumps between the fingers, and a golden blade appears, with a breath that is not weaker than the black blade, and rushes toward the front.
”boom.”